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letra de cold - m1khail and synful music

[intro]
slatt!
uh! yeh! uh! yeh! yeh! yeh!
“ayo synful, drop that sh-t!”

[chorus: m1khail]
i done got me some bread (got me some bread)
so now they gon’ notice me (notice)
soon as i got me a crib (aye!)
i couldn’t even go to sleep (couldn’t even go to sleep)
eatin’ that b-tch out (eatin’ that b-tch!)
i done f-cked up her ovaries (yeh! yeh!)
got ice in my veins (d-lo!)
you n—-s ain’t cold (“a-a-ayo synful!”)
don’t talk to no feds (yeah!)
my sister, she’d tell on me (sister she’d tell on me)
baggin’ that girl (uh yeh!)
like she was some groceries (she was some groceries)
i ran up a mil investing overseas, and you n—-s ain’t cold as me (you n—-s ain’t cold!)
i done got me some bread (you n—-s ain’t cold!)
so now they gon’ notice me (you n—-s ain’t cold!)

[verse 1: m1khail]
n—-s are b-tches ’till they get a bag, body slam you i’m feelin’ like randy
pay my homage to masala a star at d1, but these other n—-s sweet like candy
you is a vet (yeh yeh!) so i don’t wanna see you
man of the year, b-tch i’m man of the people
see it i’m coppin’
too much talkin’
shoot a n—- quick, we off his top and
put him in coffin
put him in pocket
f-ckin’ on a b-tch that bad we rockin’
shawd ride the d-ck like a trailer (uh!)
i work for myself, no label (uh!)
i feel like i’m rondo i’m hitting that stepback
like curry i’m shootin’ and hittin’ that 3!

[chorus]
i done got me some bread (got me some bread)
so now they gon’ notice me (notice)
soon as i got me a crib (aye!)
i couldn’t even go to sleep (couldn’t even go to sleep)
eatin’ that b-tch out (eatin’ that b-tch!)
i done f-cked up her ovaries (yeh! yeh!)
got ice in my veins (d-lo!)
you n—-s ain’t cold (nah!)
don’t talk to no feds (yeah!)
my sister, she’d tell on me (sister she’d tell on me)
baggin’ that girl (uh yeh!)
like she was some groceries (she was some groceries)
i ran up a mil investing overseas, and you n—-s ain’t cold as me (you n—-s ain’t cold!)
i done got me some bread (you n—-s ain’t cold!)
so now they gon’ notice me (you n—-s ain’t cold!)

[verse 2: m1khail]
i was always the smartest lil’ n—- in all of my classes, so you n—-s would lay low
know my momma would beat on my ass if i brought home a c but we runnin’ from popo’s
762 i’m shooting my shot ’till i prosper lil’ n—-, i won’t run outta ammo
and my homies were tired of all of the youngin’s, stay keepin’ a gun, keep a stick like a pogo
n—-s p-ssy, i don’t keep a gun but i keep me some fists, always ready to scr-p moe
75 to the 301 n—-, but born in columbus, that sh-t is on sight yo
but you n—-s can stay on my d-ck ‘cuz y’all don’t want my life, n—- go fly a kite bro
if you walked in the dark there were so many dots in the air, it would feel like a light show, d-mn!

[verse 3: m1khail]
d’angelo, no i’m not no carmelo
n—-s fruity, f-ckin’ tubby no tele
f-ckin’ b-tches in the kitty, no h-llo
shoot a 3, half court, like lamelo
get out my gang, b-tch you ain’t a member
pull up with a strap, he walkin’ like kemba
i was down bad on my ass, you remember?
now i’m getting all these presents, december
why you ain’t bother to give me a letter?
now you on my d-ck, lil’ b-tch you ain’t clever
f-ck on that b-tch in the park, i could never
now i’m flying so high, like a feather
n—- is salty, better gimme some pepper
i turn his lil’ b-tch right into my header
n—- is salty, better gimme some pepper
i turn his lil’ b-tch right into my header

[outro]

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